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Join or I eat your children :B.


End of the EarthIvory waves billowing in impunity: Protectorate chrysalis projecting despair Encasing stock crashes, prisms, vendettas, and Imbibing quartets constantly remain to declare.End of the Earth
Red letter morning, red letter evening, Day becomes long and unimportant. Spires twist and crack red letter skulls Until all of their ministers fail to recant.
Egg shell breaks in solid lines and
Three slices burst forth into delicatessen Chunks of ore and brine to roll into directions Opposing vanity, age, consistent lesson.
One slides away eternally, clashing Against surfac
Fuel Crisis
BotW: May 18 2
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"But... you can't be a figment! You're standing right here."
- Sora
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Looks like I messed up.
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"But... you can't be a figment! You're standing right here."
- Sora
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Drawn into the light
Contented to be, sated and defined
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Drawn into the light
Contented to be, sated and defined
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Drawn into the light
Contented to be, sated and defined
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Drawn into the light
Contented to be, sated and defined
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